Chapter 644: On behalf of Detroit fans, I forgive you for your rudeness

　　 Scoring shortage is a strange phenomenon on the field, especially when both sides encounter scoring shortage at the same time.
　　Once one party breaks the ice, the other party can quickly find the feel, like a virus that is beneficial to both parties.
　　 came back after a timeout and Camby scored from the free throw line.
　　 The score scoring ended, the two sides entered the normal rhythm of the game, but no one can pull the score away.
　　 The situation has been leading the Knicks by 2 points, and the pistons tied back and forth for four consecutive minutes.
　　Pippen hit a layup, Mo Mengchen dribble quickly through the half, stopped outside the three-point line, pulled up a three-point shot.
　　 "Hit!" Venier Johnson shouted, "Dor.Mo shoots tonight's 41st point! Detroit has finally achieved a lead!"
　　 "This is the first time they have passed the score since the first quarter!"
　　 82 to 81
　　 The game has less than four minutes left.
　　Mo Mengchen scored half of the team's total score-41 points, 12 rebounds and 8 assists.
　　 was originally able to suppress his pennies by data, but was suppressed tonight. Although the pennies data is also very good, 34 points, 8 rebounds and 8 assists, but compared with Mo Mengchen, it is obviously a bit different.
　　 And from the scene, Mo Mengchen's score is even more impressive.
　　 The more so, the less relaxed it is.
　　According to statistics, if the scores of the top 20 players in the stalemate phase in the last 4 minutes are converted into 40 minutes, Hardaway scored 61 points, ranking first in the league.
　　 This person's scoring power should not be underestimated, especially after he turned on his own switch.
　　 Hardaway’s face no longer made people feel relaxed, Mutombo’s pick-and-roll pulled Ben Wallace, and the piston’s restricted area was already vacuumed.
　　 Lewis cannot protect the basket.
　　 The murderousness of Hardaway turned into a substantive action. With the help of pick-and-roll, he easily broke through Mo Mengchen.
　　 Lewis quickly recovered, his assist defense was not powerful, but this does not mean that he would empty the restricted area.
　　 "Look for death!"
　　Hadawei was about to skyrocket, hit Lewis in the air, grabbed the ball with his right hand and forced into the rim.
　　 Lewis fell flat to the ground, he paid a heavy price, not only the appearance of the fall, but also an unworthy foul.
　　 Lewis opened his eyes and saw four other teammates on the field standing in front of him.
　　Houston directly lifted him up, patted his and said, "Good job, high school student."
　　 "It doesn't make sense to say this," Mo Mengchen stared at Lewis, and said, "What is my purpose?"
　　 Lewis blurted out: "Blood in blood, hatred must be reported on the spot!"
　　 Mo Mengchen's Su Rong slowly smiled: "Yes, Durian Boy."
　　 Hardaway added a free throw, 84 to 82, the Knicks overtake 2 points.
　　With the Pistons serving, Mo Mengchen dribbled the ball through the half and the game entered the final three minutes.
　　 Lewis clearly saw Mo Mengchen's gesture. This time, he will not just stand in the corner and wait for the breakthrough with Mo Mengchen to take away the defensive player for him.
　　 He needs to run to the tactical position, receive the pass, face Hardaway-this is the humiliating superstar-and then return blood to blood.
　　Mo Mengchen's aim is to return blood to blood and avenge on the spot.
　　 He is the soul of the Piston, his purpose is the purpose of everyone else, and his behavior is the behavior of these people.
　　 This way is simple and rough.
　　But—Lewis ran to the top of the arc and picked it up with Mo Mengchen. At this moment, Hardaway had to switch to Lewis.
　　 The height of 201 cm is indeed very high for No. 1, but in front of a tall and thin long-range man of 208 cm, there is no threat at all.
With the ball in hand, Lewis did not put Hardaway in his eyes. In the cheers of 20,000 from Auburn Hills, Yan Ye shot the world's first defender.
　　Father's purpose is exactly what I want!
　　Lewis made a 3-pointer.
The proud high school student shouted wildly to the world's first defender: "Laozi's jump shot is like a preserve!"
　　 84 to 83
　　The piston overtakes again.
　　Penny didn't expect a guy who couldn't even count the rotation of the piston, even daring to spray garbage on himself.
　　 He is not a senior veteran in the Pistons, he is just a sophomore who was suddenly scheduled to start today and his performance is okay.
　　 Where did he come from?
　　 Hardaway became more and more angry, and the source of the problem was obviously in that person.
　　 Hardaway stared at Mo Mengchen with an angry face.
　　 A team led by a nasty guy is naturally a nasty team. This team is bound to be full of all kinds of nasty people.
　　Mo Mengchen was inexplicably blamed for the people in the team, but this time, he was happy.
　　 Due to anger, Hardaway's offensive rhythm appears chaotic.
The offensive rhythm is the most fascinating thing about him. It’s so weird that it can be called an elegant rhythm. It’s full of spirituality. Although Hardaway intends to move closer to Jordan, he becomes a steadfast king of scoring madness, but his aura Is born.
　　 Even if he hits 40 years old, this aura of water will not disappear.
　　Once the rhythm is out of order, the deadliest weapon in his body is equivalent to being stored in inventory.
　　 is on the right!
absolute!
　　 Mo Mengchen made a judgement in a breath, quickly traversed unexpectedly and replaced it. As a result, his judgment was wrong.
　　 On the spot, the defender lost his position, Mo Mengchen regretted it, Hardaway made a free throw shot, and his anger made his feel unstable. Such a good chance missed.
　　 "Rebound!"
　　A Wallace can't grab Camby and Mutombo, and Lewis can't help at all.
　　The outside line of the Pistons began to shrink one after another. To protect the defensive rebound in front of such an inside line, the whole team must work together.
　　However, height means everything in the penalty area. The African mountains grabbed offensive rebounds and roared for a dunk. Wallace jumped from the side, like a science fiction story, and gave Mutombo a big cap.
　　 As a result, the rebound still did not fall into the hands of the Pistons.
The ball flew out of the line and was received by Pippen. Batman with six rings in hand has played too many similar games. It is so crucial that the suffocating atmosphere that makes it difficult for the audience to exhale will not affect him. Shot.
　　Pi Pengfeng shot a free 3-pointer lightly.
　　 "Uh!"
　　 86 to 84
　　 However, seeing the wind and rain, Pippen still hates everything in this city.
　　 Detroit, Auburn Hills, here brought him many unpleasant memories, no matter how many times he came here, it would remind him of the fear of being dominated by the bad boy army.
　　Pippen, who hit a key three-pointer indifferently, made an action to the audience on the spot that made his eyes pop with bloodshot eyes.
　　 "Scott made a throat cut to the audience?"
　　 "Oh my God! I'm worried about riots at the scene!"
　　 "Is this guy crazy?"
　　Van Di smiled with relief when he saw Pi Peng provoking the audience so unscrupulously.
　　 "Finally there is a bad guy." He said.
　　 Hill has been watching the game until Pippen made that move.
　　 "It's not just the audience who is irritated." Hill's eyes fell on the No. 9 of the Pistons. "That guy was also irritated."
　　Mo Mengchen dribble the ball after halftime and the game enters the last two minutes.
　　 He batted the ball, sad and unhappy, no garbage, just let Davis come to pick and roll, he needs to change his defender to Pippen.
　　 This is obviously not a wise move, Hardaway's defense is more convenient for him to attack.
　　 saw Hardaway and Pippen quickly changing their defenses, and the audience on the scene cried frantically.
　　 "Dor.Mo, beat that country man!"
　　 "Let the know whose place is here!"
　　 "..."
　　 "You seem angry?" Pippen laughed mockingly, "Is this difficult for you to accept?"
　　 "Forcing yourself to explode an old debris near retirement, is really unacceptable."
　　 Forever so vicious, Pippen's face is not very good-looking: "Less nonsense, come up with your skills."
　　As you wish!
　　Pippen apparently forgot what kind of threat Momon Chen posed to the Bulls in the 98 playoffs, and that was Mo Monchen in 1998, two years ago.
　　Now, he will only be more terrible.
　　 is on the right...
　　Pippen made a judgment, but is it useful? In the face of absolute speed and explosive power, the pre-judgment has no value at all. Mo Mengchen's breakthrough of Pippen is an instant matter, so fast that Pippen does not know what he should do.
　　 But Pippen's experience can still help him, he seems to be able to entangle Mo Menchen's breakthrough, at least to entangle him.
　　 At this moment, Mo Mengchen took advantage of his left hand to hook Pi Peng's long arm, his body stopped, his right hand threw the ball, and the whistle followed.
　　Pippen was furious, his hand was clearly caught, why did he still blow his foul?
　　 What makes him unacceptable is that Mo Mengchen's shot hit.
"Since you dare to stretch out your hand, you must be ready to be used by me." Mo Mengchen just finished and suddenly laughed sarcastically, "Oh, sorry, I actually forgot how shortsighted you are, or else Would you sign that ridiculous long-term contract? It would be very uncomfortable to see friends around you become millionaires with an annual salary of 10 million, but their salary is lower than that of rookies."
　　Just as many words from Jiazhen pierced the weakness of Pippen's body, he snarled with red ears, "What the are you talking about?"
　　 "Don't complain, don't be angry." Mo Mengchen's tone was unbearable. "Who told you that the ick from Arkansas would only want to be cheap?"
　　Pippen was about to get out of control on the spot, almost stepped forward to knock down Mo Mengchen, if not his teammates, he would pull people in time.
　　Mo Mengchen stood still, watching him pulled so easily, and said with some regret: "If you are not convinced, continue to defend me next round."
　　 Don't let me down, redneck.
　　Mo Mengchen hit with a penalty, 87 to 86.
　　 The piston overtakes again.
　　 The game is developing in another direction, Hardaway is no longer the protagonist.
　　Penny does not allow such a thing to happen, he must make his duel with Mo Mengchen the main theme of this game.
　　For this reason, he strongly broke through Mo Mengchen's defense, flew to the layup, and the Knicks once again took the lead.
　　 The last minute of the game is left.
　　 "Give me that mischief!"
　　 "He comes to get him!" Pippen said reproachfully.
　　Penny uncontrollably let aside.
　　 "Don't be busy, or right hand, pay attention to your right hand, idiot!"
　　Mo Mengchen pre-announced his offensive intention to Pippen in advance, and the voice of the audience made his offensive urgent.
　　Pippen has full confidence in himself, as long as Mo Mengchen does not play with him, he can block the other party's breakthrough with a prejudgement.
　　 What he did not know is that the breakthrough just made was not Momengchen's full strength and full speed.
　　Mo Mengchen's center of gravity was lowered, and he slammed the ball vigorously. In Pippen's eyes, it just flickered, and then, in a flash, it was so non-human. When Pippen responded, Mo Mengchen had already grabbed his position. He thought he could not catch anyone and was completely broken through.
　　Pi Peng's face was horrified.
too fast!
How fast is 　　? Neither Mutombo nor Camby outside the paint zone responded, and Mo Mengchen had made a layup.
　　 88 to 87
　　 People can't remember that this is the first time the Pistons have overtaken.
　　 "Counting this goal, Dor.Mo has scored 48 points, 13 rebounds and 10 assists."
　　 "He is really crazy tonight!" Kenny Smith has repeated this sentence many times.
　　Mo Mengchen ran past Pi Peng with a cold face, leaving a word.
　　 "Next time it will be on the right."
　　 At this time, the Knicks requested a timeout.
　　 The last 37 seconds of the game, they must guarantee the success rate of the offense.
　　 On the piston side, Mo Mengchen told Westphal: "If they throw in, there is no need to pause, I'll get them done!"
　　 Wen Yan, Westphal was furious: "Mo, you shut up, I am the head coach!"
　　 "Huh?" Mo Mengchen froze.
　　 This is not Westphal's style.
　　Westphal picked up the tactical board, wiped all the above tactics, and said to everyone: "If they score, no one should call a timeout, let Mora get them done!"
　　 Hill couldn't help smiling.
　　Mo Mengchen also smiled, and then, the moment of decisive battle came.
　　 is clearly a crucial goal, so Penny is strange that the Pistons' defensive strength is not as strong as expected.
　　 He was dragging time outside, waiting for the last five seconds to attack.
　　The piston did not force him at all, and seemed to be happy to let him delay.
　　 The last five seconds of the offensive time, pennies turned to dribble, want to be outstanding, but it is not easy, Mo Mengchen's last few seconds of defensive intensity on several levels.
　　 With two seconds left, the penny forced a shot outside the three-point line.
　　The stone sinks to the sea!
　　 "A note may kill the game's three points!"
　　 "With 13 seconds left and 2 points behind, Detroit needs a little time to set up the tactics to see if it is going to be a two-point tie or a three-point lore."
　　 "It's still a long time, it's best to have a two-point tactic."
　　 "Wait, they didn't seem to call a timeout?"
　　 "Don't call a timeout? What is Paul Westphal doing? It's not like giving players freedom..."
　　The commentator confessed to Westphal inexplicably, and Mo Mengchen dribbled the ball in the half of the audience.
Everyone on the field stood up.
　　The last seven seconds, outside, Mo Mengchen VS Pippen.
　　 The last round of offense and defense, Pippen's attention was highly concentrated, his hands spread out, covering the front of Dor.Mo like a dark cloud.
　　 6 seconds, Mo Mengchen lowered the center of gravity.
　　 He took a step forward and the time came to 5 seconds.
　　 Then, it will be an unforgettable moment. Mo Mengchen greeted the right side, and after taking the last three quarters, he still took a shocking step.
　　 Chilling explosive power!
　　 Unspeakable acceleration!
Pippen couldn't move at all. He saw it, but his body couldn't respond. Momo Chen, who could clearly break through, suddenly stopped. He faced a large crotch change and pulled the ball back to his left hand. He wanted to keep it. Pippen in the defensive position lost all focus. He opened his eyes wide, and watched his weight fall incredulously, like a lifeless man falling from a tall building.
　　 Scott Pippen knelt in front of Dor.Mo!
　　 In front of 22,076 fans of Auburn Hills Palace~EbookFREE.me~ In front of the national live broadcast,
　　 In front of fans all over the world paying attention to this game,
　　 In the most crucial seconds of this game tonight,
　　 knelt in front of Dor.Mo!
　　Mo Mengchen slowly took a step back, just pressed to the last second, and shot three minutes.
　　 Hardaway opened his mouth, Van Gundy's face was unbelievable, there were already people desperately holding their heads under the Knicks, everyone was cheering.
　　 Then...
　　 "Uh!!!"
　　At this moment, Auburn Mountain had only one voice.
　　 On and off the court, fans all over the world shouted together, and these shouts eventually turned into a special name: "Dor.Mo!!!"
　　 The cruel killer looked at the opponent kneeling in front of him mercilessly and said lightly: "Given that you have kneeled for the mistake just now, I forgive your rude behavior on behalf of Detroit fans."
　　Pippen roared helplessly, no matter how he used violence on the floor, the result could not be changed.
　　 Then, Mo Mengchen was thrown down by his teammates, rushed over one by one, and yelled ecstatically, no matter how terrible the person who was thrown to the ground by them was usually.
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